Jinhai Group started out in real estate, and over the years under the leadership of Song Hai and his two sons, it has also developed apartments, resorts, supermarkets and other fields.

Song Jincheng, the eldest son of the Song family, frowned after hearing his father's question and expressed his own thoughts: "We are completely losing money on this project, but if we give up now, it means that all the initial investment will be wasted. Moreover, our company is short of working capital. The finance department is asking for money every day, and the bank and the people below are all asking for money."

This project involves contracting a villa in Kyoto, which is larger than the current largest Zhaoyuan Villa. Song Hai wants to turn it into a paradise for the powerful and wealthy. As long as politicians and businessmen come to the villa to discuss business, any little bit of money they give will be enough for the Song family to make a leap forward.

But now Party A has signaled that it wants to withdraw its investment and run away. Previously, in order to win the project, Song Hai asked for an extremely low share and also invested a lot of money to get shares. Now that he has invested a lot of money, it is like being stuck in a quagmire and unable to get out.

"Now we can only continue to invest and take over the entire project directly. Otherwise, once the capital chain is broken and the stock price plummets, Jinhai will be finished! But where can we get so much money?" Song Jincheng roared angrily. He himself had no talent for business, and now the bad decision made by his father might ruin his life. He paced around the room with his hands on his waist.

"Bang!" Song Hai slammed the table hard, looking at his useless son with disdain: "Why are you panicking? What did I teach you? No wonder the resort has been losing money. What's the use of you?"

"If you can do it, then come on. Don't you trust your master very much? Go and ask him to settle the accounts! If we keep going on like this, we may not be able to come up with the money even if we sell all the assets in the family. What should we do?" Song Jincheng slammed the door angrily and left, driving away in his sports car.

Song Hai stood in front of the study window, looked at the exhaust fumes and made up his mind. He took out a mobile phone from the secret compartment of the drawer and made a call. The "beep" sound was particularly clear in the silence, as if suggesting that something was about to happen.

Ji Xia got up early and packed her things, taking her family's ID cards with her. They set out as soon as possible to get the blood drawn. She was worried that if the examination took too long, her grandmother would not be able to stand up due to hunger.

We drove to the hospital in no time. I have to say that since the money was in place, everything was top-notch. The hospital assigned a nurse to accompany us throughout the whole process. After the blood was drawn, they provided water and food. Because there was no need to queue, even though there were many procedures, the family still left the hospital before noon.

Before leaving, the nurse said that the results would be out this afternoon. Ji Xia provided the nurse with the doctor's information of his appointment and asked her to send the results to him directly.

Li Qian felt vaguely uneasy, but she didn't show it. The family happily chose a place to eat. Grandma Ji was already telling Li Qian that after the results came out and they returned to the village, she would show these photos to her friends, saying that her daughter was very capable.

Ji Gang was listening to his mother and wife talking in the living room, his hands constantly weaving a goose, using his busyness to hide his inner tension.

As expected, Ji Xia received a call from the hospital in the afternoon. It was the attending physician who called. After hearing the doctor's words, Ji Xia felt relieved, but at the same time, another stone was lifted high. Fortunately, the plot did not tease anyone, and the script did not kill his mother.

According to the doctor, Li Qian is suspected of having stomach problems and is advised to go to the gastroenterology department for a gastroscopy. Ji Gang's head blood vessels are not ideal, so he will go to the neurology department tomorrow to take a cranial vascular imaging and brain function imaging... Grandma Ji is in the best health and has no major problems.

Ji Xia nodded. She had made an appointment with the best doctor for gastric cancer. Now Ji Xia's heart was heavy. She was afraid that the examination result would be not good and she still could not save her mother.

The next day, Ji Xia rushed to the hospital with her family early. She and her grandmother accompanied Mother Li to the Department of Gastroenterology, and hired someone to take Father to the Department of Neurology. They split into two groups. Both of them needed to abstain from water and food for the examinations, and considering the age of their parents, they could only be performed at the same time.

Ji Xia brought his mother to the clinic he had an appointment with. After some questions, he prescribed a painless gastrointestinal endoscopy, an electrocardiogram, and blood tests. After the electrocardiogram confirmed that there was no problem, he signed the anesthesia confirmation.

Ji Xia and grandma were waiting outside. The whole process was very quick and they came out in about an hour. During this time, Ji Gang's examination was also finished, and he also came to wait for the results. However, Mother Li was still drowsy due to anesthesia, so Ji Xia pushed her mother to the lounge and asked grandma to look after her.

Ji Xia and her father went to talk to the doctor. The doctor looked at them solemnly and said, "During the gastroscopy, we saw that the color of her gastric mucosa was wrong, there were ulcers, the surface was uneven, and the borders were clear. So we took five biopsies. You should be prepared. The results will be available in about 2 to 3 days."

Ji Gang became extremely nervous when he saw the doctor's expression. After hearing the details, his straight back collapsed and his ears started to tinnitus.

When Ji Xia saw Ji Gang's condition, he immediately put his hand on his father's shoulder and said, "It's okay, I'm here."

At this moment, Ji Xia is the big umbrella that protects the family and shelters the elderly family members.

Ji Xia carefully took out a pen and paper from her bag and looked at the doctor: "Do you think I should be hospitalized directly?"

The doctor saw that the pillar of the family was now this girl. He carefully examined the medical records in his hand, thought for a moment, and spoke carefully: "It's best to admit her directly to the hospital. We will have a follow-up consultation after the biopsy results come out."

Ji Xia nodded and looked at his father: "Dad, we are almost done here. You go to the lounge to see Mom. Grandma is too old to take care of her. I will go there after I finish the formalities. Don't tell Mom about her condition yet, just say that she has stomach inflammation. We will discuss the follow-up between the two of us." Seeing that Ji's father was distracted, Ji Xia could only resort to provocation: "Dad, if you can't hold on, what will happen to our family?"

Ji Gang finally woke up from his dream and went to see Li Qian on crutches.

After seeing Ji Gang disappear, Ji Xia looked the doctor in the eye and asked, "Based on your experience, do you think the biopsy results will be good?"

The doctor looked at the girl with admiration. He was young but calm. He thought for a moment before speaking, "Based on the color, there's a 50% chance it's stomach cancer. But we still have to wait for the results. It could be a misdiagnosis."

Ji Xia nodded. This was the answer she expected. "Then please prescribe hospitalization for us. I only ask for the best medicine and the fastest solution for all treatments. Our family will definitely do everything we can to treat you."

The doctor nodded and said, "I'll let you know when the results come out. Take the form to the nurse's station to check in." After handing the form to Ji Xia, the doctor suddenly added, "Do you have rural medical insurance?"

"Yes"

"Then remember to get reimbursed. It can relieve a lot of stress." The doctor kindly reminded.

"Thank you"

The doctor looked at Ji Xia's back as she left. He had been working as a doctor for so many years. No matter which patient had a bad result, it was almost always the elders in the family who took care of everything. This girl was one of the few who could take on everything so calmly. Judging from her father's appearance, her family conditions should not be very good.

He sighed slightly and called the next patient in for a consultation.

The nurse at the nurses' station looked at the list in her hand and asked, "Are you staying in a single room, a double room, or a quad room? The prices are 6000, 3000, and 800 respectively."

Ji Xia chose the single room without hesitation.

"ID card, medical insurance card" the nurse asked.

After the whole process, the nurse took Ji Xia to the lounge and pushed the still dizzy Mother Li to the inpatient department on a bed. The single room was in very good condition, with an independent bathroom and kitchen. In addition to the bed, there was also a bed for accompanying care, and there was a lot of space.

In the afternoon, Ji Xia took Ji Gang to see the results. The doctor told Ji Xia that there was a small blockage in Ji Gang's head blood vessels and he might have a cerebral hemorrhage in the future. However, surgery was not recommended in this case, so the doctor prescribed a bunch of medicine for him to take and would come back for a checkup in two months to see the effect.

Ji Gang’s illness was finally cured.

The family waited anxiously for the biopsy results. During the past two days, Li Qian gradually understood her condition. Her body had been unwell for a long time, but she had been enduring it. Ji Xia firmly stated in the ward that she had enough money to treat her mother. If Li Qian did not cooperate with the treatment, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

The four of them hugged each other and cried bitterly. After wiping away their tears, they faced the coming storm together.

Now the four men sat before the doctor, awaiting trial.

A heavy voice filled the room. "According to the biopsy results, it's gastric cancer. I'm ordering a PET-CT scan to determine the stage and metastasis. Once the results come back, we'll come up with a treatment plan. If it's in the early stages, surgery is best. If it's in the middle or late stages, we'll recommend chemotherapy first, and then decide whether to have surgery based on the situation."

Holding the list, the family quickly went for a check-up. Time does not allow for sadness, and early treatment means more chances.

Ji Xia looked at the stainless steel door and prayed that it must be in the early stages, as chemotherapy was too painful.

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